I think if I had any more time, I would write a sappy love letter to Tom Kaulitz and sign it with Gustav's name.

It's the New Year tomorrow
And I think I'll just lay in bed today and watch the telecast of the New Year's Celebration
Is there even a telecast?
I have no idea, but i'll watch it if there is

My New Year Resolution will be to turn famous and take over the world
And, even if you laugh at me I will say that I want to study hard, and do well

Announcement from Marilyn Manson

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to make an announcement. the rumors that I found a 'replacement' for Evan, or that I have a new girlfriend are absolutely not true. I am finishing up my album, and I also have never even met Ne-Yo. I can assure him that he would not want to be associated with something this godless. Get over the holiday so I can happily ruin the new year for anyone that assumed music was going to stay boring and sweet."

MM

Welcome to another episode of Nishan wastes her time.

But this seemed like such an interesting question, so I have a whole blog post of answers

How do you do your makeup?

I love Lily Cole and Heather Marks

And I want to look just like them so this is what I do

1. Use concealer if you have panda eyes, blemishes etc. I only have panda eyes:D

2. As much foundation as you normally use.

3. Cover everything with pressed powder until your face is not shiny any more.

4. Take lipliner, or use a small brush with lipstick and trace your bottom lipline. I outline my top lip just above outside my natural lipline so my lips will look fuller. But if you do that with your bottom line, they will only look swollen. Fill everything in with lipstick. But I just use lip tinter because my lips are naturally red:)

5. I will never use blush because I will look stupid if I do so.

6. Go over the inside of your eyes with white eyeliner. Then blend in brown eyeliner, then line your top eyelid starting from the middle with black eyeliner, then wing it. For those who do not know how to wing eyeliner, just make it slightly curved line and move it upwards a little at the corner of your eye, so it's not parallel to your top eye shape. Then connect it with the middle of your bottom line. Blend it and make sure it's not one thick line. Same with the other eye. Don't go walking around with lopsided eyes.

7. Use fake eyelashes if you know how to. Or just use mascara. I use fake eyelashes when I have no life. But I never use both at the same time.

Go over everything with loose powder and you will look like Nishan when she has makeup on:D

Go outside and stick your head in the dirt if you want to look like Nishan without makeup on

How sad

And I saw a Bushido lookalike

Bushido is a German rapper from Samy Deluxe

And he and I share the same feelings for Bill Kaulitz

We both think he's sex on legs

The test today was fine
So i'll put a smiley here:)

I'm dying to find out what this is all about

Really...

THANK YOU VERY MUCH HANISAH FOR HELPING ME WITH MATHS TODAY AND FOR THE STAR PENDENT

I've completed all my maths homework with Hanisah's help
But i've still forgotten everything about trigonometry and indices
Which is just great
Well Trigonometry won't be tested, but indices will
And I find it so bloody irritating that I have to study maths

And I've been watching Britney Spears: E True Hollywood Story and Angelina Jolie: True Hollywood Story
And why am I typing this post at 2:40 am
Well i've been sleeping at dawn these past few days
Weeks, two months

I'm quite, scared of the new school year
Because I actually want to do well
And I'm afraid my lazy old self might come back
But i've changed a little

Have you ever felt the urge to completely exhaust yourself
I feel it all the time
To the point where it's like a snowball rolling down the hill
You push yourself till the point of no return
And you just keep getting higher and higher

If I don't do anything during the course of one day
And just sit around watching television
I would be able to sleep at night anymore
I'll have to get up and do something
Whether it will be looking for last minute auditions, or finishing a story just, anything
Keeping myself busy is a way I can keep myself from losing my mind
And keep myself happy

I watched the news today, probably the first time in weeks
And what more
Blood, murder, the one year anniversary of Benazir Bhutto's death
Well that's very very sad
And to think, everyone on earth just wants to be happy

Honestly, if the world ends
We're all going to go through it
No one will get the easy way out so why not we all be happy
Go treat yourself to a movie, or read a new story (tweedledeeand-tweedledum.blogspot.com), or anything
I give you all my love:)

If you ever shoot yourself, I'll write your name on the bullet so you will be the last thing to pass through my head.

Heather took a box out of her left jeans pocket and pulled out a cigarette. She put it in between his lips and rummaged around for a lighter. A hand came out of nowhere holding a lighted matchstick.

"Twenty years, Heather. Twenty-fucking-years, and I find you here. Of all places." The hand dropped the match and it left a mark on the parquet floor where it landed. Heather know that voice, she had heard it all her life, but she was afraid to turn around.

"Look at me, Heather." She couldn't. Would Angie still look the same? She still sounded the same, only her voice was a little lower, more mature. More...intense.

She opened his mouth and the cancer stick fell, joining the match on the ground. She felt two hands snake around her waist and hot breath on her left ear.

"You know how I love the way you look in a sweater." She looked down at the hands wrapped around her. They looked exactly as they did all those years ago. Would they feel the same? She put her arms on Angie's, and fell hard and fast for her once again.

"Look at me again, Heather." But she didn't want to. She pulled free and ran to the open window, pulling herself through it with surprising vigor and energy for someone so thin. Angie didn't stop her, but her hand was still reaching out. Heather closed her eyes, both to stop the tears and to to save herself the trauma of seeing the ground get nearer, before she jumped.

Angie took a gun out from her pocket, and a bullet out from the other. She remembered something from two decades ago. Before she left Heather.

"I know you collect them, so I got this made for you," Heather put a box in her hands. She smiled and opened it. Inside there was a bullet with 'Heather' engraved on it.

"Honey, it's gorgeous." Angie pulled her close with one arm, the other still holding the box, and made to kiss her. But Heather put her palms on her chest. Her voice grew solemn.

"If you ever decide to shoot yourself, I want you to shoot yourself with this. So that I will be the last thing to pass through your head." Angie stared.

"Honey, that's crazy." Heather's face broke out into a grin.

"Which is why you should never shoot yourself, you idiot. Or I'll hunt your ghost down and kill you again, you got it?" They both laughed.

Angie loaded the gun, and put the mouth of it on the side of her head. She pulled the trigger, and fell to the floor, dead even before she touched the ground. Five storey's below, a dead body of a woman lay skewered on the metal fencing.

Jonas Brothers E! True Hollywood Story Young Hollywood Episode HQ [Part 2]

Go to 4:00 and hear what that bitch said
Well, I look up to Marilyn Manson, and I love him

Maybe he should go give his kid that new Celine Dian album

It's safe, and clean, and she'll run screaming from PDA

I came onto myyearbook to a nice surprise today:)

It's Christmas:)
My relatives are coming later for the Christmas Gathering
But my grandparents came early:)
And they're really funny

Sister and Father: *Searching for ticks on Nuggets*
Grandmother: What are you two doing? Put him down.
Sister: Tick

But they didn't find any
Nuggets doesn't have ticks of course
If he did, all the other dogs in the world must have them too
Because we spend tons of money pampering him

And then...

Grandfather: I saw a whole place for rent over there, and they were giving children dance lessons.
Grandmother: And since when did you see anything like that?
Grandfather: *Silent*

I'll tell you more later
Of course even if I did no one would be reading it
Until of course, I tell you all the new address

But of course, Geraldine found it out as she always does

I promise Ger, that I'll tell you the next blog address even before I change it:)

LOVE

So I promised more funny stuff

And I have them

Sister: So who's the richest man on earth now?

Father: Me:D

Rest of us: -.-

Father: What about Nuggets, he has everything he needs.

And, I was feeding Nuggets satay..

And, I think my cousin is gay

He's a guy

Me: Joe Jonas is quite hot

Cousin: No

Me: *looks through pictures*

Cousin: Okay maybe he's the most handsome out of all of them

Me: Do you want to watch Chris Crocker?

Cousin: Sure

Yes, me and my cousin bond over Chris Crocker

I have no idea why

And my Grandmother:)

And my baby cousin

Cousin: *hides box of chocolates*

Baby Cousin: *searches for box of chocolates*

Grandmother: Nuggets took it and ran away:)

But they all left now

Did I mention I had to walk in the rain all the way to Tiong Bahru Plaza

And pick out three Christmas gifts in about 30 minutes

And then get them wrapped

And then carry them back home

:)

And I think, the reason why people carry a lot of handbags is because

Well if a pickpocket steals one you can just shout

"Hey I've still got 5 more, what'cha gonna do about it ?"

-.-



Nuggets sleeping on our couch

And, well

(\___/)
(=`.`=) Post Mr Bunny on every video you view and watch him take over you tube!

I don't know if you'll agree

But Strify from Cinema Bizarre is hot

And as I told Amalina, everything that comes out of Germany is hot

Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify Strify

<3

I dreamt about Dumbledore
And I watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
With Dumbledore the headmaster
Where I took his name from

LEMME FIND OUT WHAT YOU SAID
I'M GONNA MAKE YOU WASH MY CAR

Dumbledore


Gellert Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore Grindlewald is gone
I always complained about how he always sleeps, and asks for food all day
But now he's really gone
You might think he is just a hamster, but I'd been with him for 2 years and now
I won't come home to him waiting for me anymore


And I've just been crying since the evening
But he was perfectly healthy when I left and then I came home and found him dead
And it was the first time I believed, or hoped something was alive even if it was dead
And I spent 10 minutes just shaking him until he fell over
But then I realised he was really gone, and he is

Taken from Perezhilton.com

Marilyn Manson's ex isn't the only one who moves on quickly!

Evan Rachel Whore already found herself someone to go out with fuck. Now, it seems Manson has found someone as well.

And by the looks of things, he definitely likes the dark hair, extra fair skin look on his ladies.

Manson was spotted out with a female friend known as "Isani" this week.

The two were at the Louis Bar Lounge at The Gansevoort South in Miami for Manson's Art Basel party.

And, Thursday night, the couple showed up at the media preview of Trismegistus in Miami's Design District.

Among his artwork were three recent paintings of a blue-eyed woman, "Isani." To which Manson said, "That's my special lady friend. I really don't want to start the next chapter of my life by . . . burdening someone with being the solution to my problems — or the source of my problems."

The odd couple were also spotted kissing and caressing all night long and then shared some drinks with friends.

What do U think of Manson's new lady pal?

Definitely an upgrade of the Dita Von Teese wannabe.

This is so good
Marilyn Manson is such an inspiration

I really love Chris Crocker
In a way that makes me want to go up to him and say "Thank You"

And, Ne-Yo looks like a mushroom

Too Pretty To Be Real
PG

Get off it, what was I thinking. He's my brother. I refuse, hands down, to think about him in that way. He let out a little giggle as one of the characters on TV did something really fucked up. If he got anymore animated, he probably would be a cartoon character himself.

"Ryan, I'm going to take a shower."

"Yeah, whatever". Ryan made a flapping gesture with his hand, not looking up from the TV. The credits started rolling and he picked up the remote control, before flipping through the channels. I made a threatening gesture at him that he did not see, and went to pick up my towel.

When I came back, I heard screaming. Damn, was he watching that movie again? He always got scared after watching trashy horror films and would come and annoy me in the middle of the night because he was too scared to sleep. Not that I thought that was a bad thing. I shook my head, and got into the bathroom.

I rid myself of my clothes and took a glance at the mirror. I didn't look that bad. Even after losing some weight after touring I wasn't skinny to the extent of my bones showing. Even so, me and Ryan were completely different when it came to our builds. His body was made of soft, feminine curves while mine was straight and hard. Before I could stop myself, I was thinking about his dramatic eyes, those enticing green orbs. As cheesy as it sounded, I could tell what he was feeling just by looking at them.

If there was a crease in between his eyebrows it meant he was thinking about something. If they were wide it meant he was happy. When he raised his eyebrows, he was taunting you. There was something in them that I couldn't see anywhere else. It made Ryan, Ryan. And those lips. True, they weren't the best looking ones on the planet. But what came out of them made all the difference. He could scream at you, whisper to you, or just hold a conversation and all you could focus on was the way he shifted his gaze, or gestured with his hands.

As my mental gaze got lower and lower, a call came from outside of the bathroom.

"Brendon?" I jumped.

"What?"

"Could you maybe, be a bit faster..." There it was. His annoying little girly scared voice.

"I'll be out in an hour."

"But I can't wait that long." I turned the shower on just as he finished the sentence, before calling back out to him louder than necessary.

"I can't hear you, the shower's too loud. I'll be out in an hour." I laughed at the thought of his scared face. But the thought soon morphed into something else. It was a certain pictures magazine. I might be crazy over my brother, but like any other guy, I couldn't say no to any hot girl. I definitely couldn't have said no to that slut I picked over at the club the other night. My thoughts shifted to her, and I ended up taking longer than an hour.

*************

I wrapped a towel around my waist and got out of the bathtub. The steam made it impossible to see, so I decided to get dressed in our room. Our apartment had two rooms, but sometimes one of the other band members would come over so Ryan and I shared one room. I found him sitting on his bed, hugging his knees to his chest. He looked at me as I walked in.

"What's gotten your panties in a bunch?"

"You took longer then an hour,"

"So?" I turned away from him and rummaged through my wardrobe for a clean shirt. He wretched the blanket from the foot of the bed and covered himself up to his neck in it, before turning away. So now he was mad at me. I put down the shirt, walked up to his bed, and bent over him before brushing his hair out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry Ryan, I didn't think you were that scared." He pushed my hand away and covered his face with the blanket. He would give in someday. I stood straight and went back to my shirt.

"You know you should really take off your eyelashes before going to bed."

He sat up straight now. I laughed and showed him a box that I had stolen from his make-up kit. He made a wild grasp for it but I held it away.

"Give it back to me!" Ryan stood in front of me now, "How the fuck you know I had fake eyelashes on?"

He pinned me to the wall and brought his face millimetres from mine, while his hand still did whatever it could to get a hold on the box. I half-breathed out my reply.

"I always knew. They were too pretty to be real."

I cannot stress enough how much I want a tattoo

So I'll stress as much as possible

I want stars on the side of my face

From my eyebrow to my ear like Kat Von D has

And...

Like Angelina Jolie I want a dragon on my lower back
My dad has a dragon on his arm
And I was with him when he did his tattoo
So I want a dragon too

Also I want a vine tattoo on my ankle

But unlike in this photo I want it to go around my ankle as well

And also

If I ever do get married one day

Maybe when i'm 60 years old

Instead of having a wedding ring
I want to have a ring tattood on my finger instead

That would be more fun I think

But more likely, I'l do what my mother and father did

And tattoo the name of the person I fell in love with on my arm

I like this rose pattern

Then their name could go on top

And then in the middle i'll add more things

But I'll have to wait for a long time
Unlike my dad who's arms are covered with tattoos

And mother says they hurt more than giving birth

But I don't mind at all

I really want one
A tattoo, not a baby

Not in 10...Not in 20 years

Until then I'll just keep pets
When I was leaving the house just now Jacob poked his nose out of the cage

She probably liked my new coat

But Dumbledore stayed sleeping

I've been so sad nowadays
And my blog has had the most number of visitors
It's very ironical
I'm listening to the original Paranoid by Black Sabbath
This is it



I went out with Geraldine today
So I went from Tiong Bahru, to Jurong East, to Bugis, to Boon Lay, and back to Tiong Bahru
It's so confusing to go out with Geraldine
And she abandoned me on the way home at Jurong East:(
But, Subway guy was really really adorable
She does'nt agree with me but he is

Subway Guy: *Takes sandwich out from oven* *smiles* Hi mam
Me: Hello *stares*
Subway Guy: Do you want all the vegetables
Me: Yes, thank you
Subway Guy: *smiles, and puts in all the vegetables* Do you want jalapenos
Me: *Stares at jalapenos* Yes
Subway Guy: *puts in the jalapenos* *smiles*

He was really smiley
And he had nice hands
I have a fetish with guy's fingernails in case people don't know
I would never touch someone with dirty fingernails
It fits a little, seeing that Bill Kaulitz likes girls with nice hands
We could go for manicures together:)

Vote for Britney for Best Video of 2008

http://fuse.tv/music/best-of-2008/

There's 1 day left to her 27th Birthday, and the premiere of Circus

The audition yesterday

I was so nervous and for good reason

They gave us our scripts, and I was auditioning for the part of Gwendolyn

I think it went very,very badly

I can't sleep

I keep thinking about things, and they're running through my head like a movie reel

And I'm not really happy about the new, wider, youtube screens

It's lucky the embedded videos aren't like that

And why on earth are there nude pictures of Ozzy

He's the prince of fucking darkness not Pamela Andersen

I want a hug very very badly

Whataboutadam's blog seems different

But I can't put my finger on why it does

See for yourself whataboutadam.net